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Summer Picnic, Main Campfire, Friday afternoon

At lunchtime, the campfire area was set up with blankets, baskets, picnic tables, food, and ant problems. The groundskeeper who brought the ants was later sent home for the rest of the day. It turned out that he didn't really like picnics.

[OOC: I suck and completely forgot about this. Sorry about the relative lateness. It's a sunny and fairly comfortable day. I MOD WEATHER! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!]

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Bridge grabs a blanket and spreads it out on the ground before sitting down to have lunch.

There are plenty of sandwiches for sharing!

"Look!" River sat down in front of Bridge, showing him her hand where she tried to feed a pink fizzy drink to some ants.

Bridge tilts his head and examines her hand. "Do the ants like the drink, you think?"

"Yes, if they don't drown in it," River replied. "How are you?"

"Pretty good," Bridge says with a shrug. "Though apparently I need to work on using clearer language, sometimes."

"Oh, why?" River asked, sounding surprised. She drank the fizzy drink from her hand, including the ants.

"Because apparently when I say that I had Sex Ed class and had to take my shirt off, people assumed these two events were *connected*."

Rory wandered over in the lateish afternoon. "Hi, Bridgey! Are there bugs?"

"Ants!" Bridge informs Rory.

"Ew," Rory said, sitting down. "Can we make them go away? Did we invite them?"

"I think they invited themselves. That's kinda rude."

"Go away," Rory instructed the ants.

They totally listened, and fled before her obediently.

Except the part where they completely ignored her because ants don't speak English.

"Maybe we need to learn to speak Ant," Bridge says. "Before we can order them around, anyway."

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Xander totally joins him ~~Before his mun left for work. Really. Honestly, officer.~~, carrying non-picnic-standard fortifications from his not-so-secret Twinkie stash. "Hey, you." He eyes the sandwiches hungrily.

"Hey," Bridge grins, and holds up a sandwich. "Trade?" he says, nodding at the Twinkies.

"Well, as long as they're going to a loving home..."

AND THEN THEY DUN PICNIC.

"Bridge!" Dawn grabbed a sandwich, opened it, inspected its contents, then took a bite. "So, six more classes to go, huh?"

"Hey, Dawn!" Bridge says cheerfully. "What? Oh. Sex Ed. Um. Yeah." Bridge? Blushing? Noooo.

"I almost died of embarrassment," Dawn told him somewhat cheerfully.

"Bel and I satisfied a balloon," Bridge rolls his eyes.

Dawn giggled. "Congratulations? I almost flung a condom across the room while trying to open it?"

"Teammate person! How's it going?" Z asked as she bounced up.

"Good!" Bridge bounces. "Podracing was fun, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was great. It almost reminded me of Grand Theft Auto: Silver Hills, just with less shooting."

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